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lirik lagu nico roberts - not drip hard (gunna diss)

[intro]
you told on the crew, now you dressin’ in snakes
claim you drip too hard — but you washed, that’s fate
tryna act thug, but the paperwork fake
this a warning shot, i don’t negotiate

[verse 1]
yeah, gunna, you ain’t pushin’ p, you pushin’ plea deals
fell from the throne, now your chain look like cheap thrills
used to ride with slime, now you ghost like a cheat wheel
label hidin’ facts, tryna buffer like weak steel
said you ain’t snitch, but we saw it on the court cam
talkin’ in the booth like a bird in a short span
label panickin’, pushin’ rollouts to distract
but your buzz died quicker than your hairline, facts
you ain’t movin’ weight, you just flex for the ‘gram
drip don’t cover fear, evеn drenched in amiri pants
your stylist should be chargеd for treason, that fit illegal
diamonds dancin’? nah, that’s sweat — you ain’t regal
tell ysl you sold the soul, not the records
did a bid on ig live, then left on a stretcher
fell off with no grace, tryin’ tiktok dances
got a ghostwriter workin’ overtime for advances
you was never that, just dressed up in buzz
a feature with thug don’t mean you built with love
that ain’t fashion, that’s distraction with a louis tag
you switch sides faster than your fits, and that’s sad
“pushin p” was a trend, not a legacy move
now you push apologies when they question your truth
you the only rapper scared of your own fanbase
can’t look ’em in the eyes, that’s a cracked~out face
talkin’ ‘bout the feds like they ain’t hear the tape
but you spoke in full sentences, now that’s a disgrace
try to spin it like redemption, but your arc been broke
you ain’t cleanin’ up nothin’, you just rinsin’ hope
heard your new song — man, that ain’t even a preview
that’s a cry for help on a beat, boy, we see you
used to roll in lambs, now it’s uberxl
your dealer done flipped, and your wardrobe tells
this ain’t even full heat, this a calm little tap
but say my name again — i go kendrick on a track
don’t confuse silence for mercy, you lucky this polite
tryin’ fashion week when your soul ain’t dressed right
[verse 2]
i don’t play with snakes, i slit ’em, throw they scales in the pot
you was singing in that courtroom like a bird that forgot
who made you, who fed you, who bled for your shot?
now you silent on the net, but that mic gon’ rot
i don’t need a million dollars to expose a fraud
you was rapping ’bout the streets — but ain’t live what you saw
how you dripping in dior with a hole in your core?
every verse sound clean, but your spirit’s at war
you ain’t gangsta grillz, you a playlist puppet
let them stylists dress your trauma, but the scars still cuttin’
ain’t no pressure when you talk, it’s a whisper in shame
they said free slime, but you the one who loosened the chains
don’t tweet at me, speak with action or shut it
you left thugger in that cell while you out here struttin’
your diamonds ain’t hit like your bars do — truthless
froze up in trial, now your tape feel useless
you was pushing p, now it’s p~r — plea and regret
gave a testimony softer than your designer sweats
boy, i step in the booth with the weight of my sins
you just floss for the ‘gram, praying no one digs in
they compare me to the greats ’cause i talk with soul
you compare shoes and chains like that buys you control
i could never sell out for a seat at their table
you just happy they let you post the label
was it worth it, the silence, the cold stares, the blogs?
every bar i spit break you down by the laws
you was buzzing, then boom — now you duck every call
got a new chain but you lost your dawgs
let’s talk receipts, ’cause karma don’t sleep
you made music with ghosts, now your fanbase weak
ain’t a threat in your voice, just designer speech
ain’t a soul in your sound, just a label leash
i been quiet, but trust, i ain’t never forgot
you was flexin’ with the snakes, now they circlin’ the block
heard your circle got smaller — not loyalty, it’s fear
even your features sound scared, they don’t want you near
they was ridin’ with you heavy, now they jumpin’ ship
every rapper got regrets — yours is that snitch slip
you was front~row drippin’, now you background noise
and that “wunna” image? that was just a decoy
i see through the fog, through the filters and caps
you got models, not morals, in your lyrics and raps
i’m the mirror to your lies, the storm in your calm
you the fashion k!ller? nah — you the witness with charm
i don’t dance for the blogs, i don’t beg for streams
i make pain into poetry, not puppet dreams
your chain swing low, but your legacy’s lower
you was hot for a summer — then exposed as a poser
you ghosted your team, now you haunting the charts
they play your hits like hymns, but they feel torn apart
this that rico revenge, this that karma in rhyme
this that silence gettin’ louder every time you lie
tell ’em nico ain’t bitter — i’m better, i’m raw
you was coasting on lies, now i’m drawin’ the law
every metaphor land like a slap to the face
you a mannequin with melody — no soul, no grace
i ain’t mad, just surgical, lyrical grip
turn your best album into evidence quick
i dissect cowards like surgeons in court
this the truth under pressure, not a pr report
so go pose in milan, try to wipe off the stain
but the internet don’t sleep, and your verse can’t explain
why the biggest flex you got ain’t the ice or the fame
it’s how you walked out free — and left thug with the chains

- lirik lagu nico roberts

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